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Chapter 67

           

           Whilehewascollectingafewnecessariesandcrammingthemintohispockets,heneveronceceasedcommuningwithhimselfinalowvoice,orunclenchedhisteeth,whichhehadgroundtogetheronfinishingMissBrass’snote.

           ‘OhSampson!’hemuttered,‘goodworthycreatureifIcouldbuthugyou!IfIcouldonlyfoldyouinmyarms,andsqueezeyourribs,asIcouldsqueezethemifIoncehadyoutightwhatameetingtherewouldbebetweenus!Ifweeverdocrosseachotheragain,Sampson,we’llhaveagreetingnoteasilytobeforgotten,trustme.Thistime,Sampson,thismomentwhenallhadgoneonsowell,wassonicelychosen!Itwassothoughtfulofyou,sopenitent,sogood.Oh,ifwewerefacetofaceinthisroomagain,mywhite-liveredmanoflaw,howwellcontentedoneofuswouldbe!’

           Therehestopped;andraisingthebowlofpunchtohislips,drankalongdeepdraught,asifitwerefairwaterandcoolingtohisparchedmouth.Settingitdownabruptly,andresuminghispreparations,hewentonwithhissoliloquy.

           ‘There’sSally,’hesaid,withflashingeyes;‘thewomanhasspirit,determination,purposewassheasleep,orpetrified?Shecouldhavestabbedhimpoisonedhimsafely.Shemighthaveseenthiscomingon.

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